“Good morning. For the third morning in a row it’s been raining.”
“It looks like Patches and I have the honor of escorting Rose to the front pasture:”
Ha-ha, Luna. Anyway, with all the rain, and the front pasture being closed for a few days, we’ve got some tasty grass:
Finally, does anyone see a problem in this picture?
“I’m just a half-grown Bard Rock and I see: This electric cord has fallen among the wood chips!”
OH NO! I’ll see that is hung back up right away!
In the meantime, chicks, let’s have a fire drill:
That’s it—walk quickly, but don’t run! 🐴